The German Nightmare - Killer
Kurt
March
27th, 2004
The business that is professional wrestling can be very strange. You travel all
around the country, work for as little as $3.00, alienate your family [who just
don't seem to understand your burning desire to "be a rassler"], and meet some
really, really strange people. In some cases, though, you meet people that will
help shape your future life. Guys, or gals, that you would have never crossed
paths with suddenly become your new friends. Some of them you will only see a
few times in your life. Others, like Killer Kurt, become true friends.
This is his story.
I first met Kurt through Bobby Blaze. We were on a 3 day loop, and Kurt
worked the 1st and 3rd nights. The 3rd night was sorta exciting, as Manny
Fernandez was arrested before the show by the WV state police, only to
return in time for the main event against Tracy Smothers [that is a story all in
itself...more about that some other time]. Anyway, Killer Kurt had been working
for a group based out of south-eastern Kentucky, and Blaze was using their ring.
On the first night, Blaze needed an extra worker, so Kurt was summoned to
perform. He tagged with Beau James against Blaze and Smothers. The funny
part is that Kurt had left all of his gear in the trunk of his car for about 3
weeks. It was the 1st week of July, and the temps were reaching 100 degrees.
Needless to say, Kurt's ring attire stunk to the high heavens. It was so bad,
that when Tracy locked up with Kurt, he immediately told him to tag Beau and not
to get back in the ring with him!! It was hilarious!!
One of my best memories on the road with Kurt took place in Brandenburg,
Kentucky [near Fort Knox]. We were working a show that was booked by Vic the
Bruiser. For some unknown reason, all 6 matches on the card were CAGE
Matches. The show was at a local flea market, with about 100 seats filled with
the smelliest rednecks that anyone could imagine. The fans were only about 3
feet from the ring, and by the time the main event hit the ring, the fans were
hot!! Earlier in the night, Kurt, being the dastardly evil heel that he is, beat
up the local babyface MIDGET and stuffed him into the concession stand
refrigerator!! Let me tell you, he was not a popular guy that night. Anyway,
during the main event, Kurt and I hit the ring to help "hang" Vic from the
rafters. As the faces hit the ring to make the save, I realize that I am
actually stuck in the cage. My cowboy boots are making it almost impossible to
climb out of the cage. By the time that I do jump from the top onto the floor, I
notice that all of the heels are already in the dressing room, and the walkway
to that area is filled with pissed off rednecks. Then I notice that they now see
me. I only have once choice...head out the front door!! As I make it out the
door, I fall flat on my backside, and pop my left knee out of place. I am stuck
in a huge mud puddle in the pouring rain with about 25 drunk rednecks heading
out the door toward me. I am stuck, my leg wont move, and It is raining so hard
that I can barely see. Suddenly, out of nowhere, I see Kurt shoving the marks
out of the way, walking into the rain to save my ass. I was never so happy to
see a German!!!!He picked me up and took me to the dressing room, yelling German
curse words at the hillbilly marks on the way!!
From that point forward, I knew that I had a true friend in Kurt. Several years
later, I was honored to stand up with Kurt as he married his sweetheart
Sheila. And contrary to popular belief, the wrestling boots under the
tuxedo's was not my idea!!!!!
Kurt would go on to be an important part of our NCW RAMPAGE TV show, even
turning face and becoming an American citizen on our show.
To Kurt, I give my eternal thanks for a job well done, and for being a true
friend!!!
Next time...Sweet Scotty looks at what it takes to put together a weekly
wrestling TV show.
Keep the Faith!
Scotty Ace
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